Looking at myself in the mirror everyday and wondering “why doesn’t everyone else see what I see” I look at myself and say “wow, I actually look good today. Maybe someone will notice for once” no one ever does. But then I stare at myself and wonder about what everyone else sees, what does he see? Does he see everything I am? Is he looking past all my imperfections? Or do all the things I hate, make him want me more. The fact that I don’t cover my face in pounds of makeup, or wear barely there clothes. I’m just simple and easy to work with. I’m happy with sweats and my hair down. Nothing special about me, but being special to him makes me not care what everyone else has to say because I’m making someone happy by being me.

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